Chapter 4

“You can’t love me,” said Judy, shaking her head. “And I was just beginning to think you did.” “I expect that’s it,” said I. In dudgeon Miss Sentinel lighted a cigarette. I got out of the car at the station, and Wiseman extracted my case. I explained the position briefly. “Remember,” I concluded solemnly, “Miss Sentinel is in your charge. Pretend I’ve gone back to England and you’ve got to see her through. You’ll take the dog out, of course.” “Very good, sir. And if there’s any trouble. . . .” “There mustn’t be any…